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Dec 2018
My favorite days
are the ones where
the sky is gray and
the clouds are dark and low.
Where the wind blows cold
and allows us to feel.
Where the rain pours upon us
and washes away our past.
My favorite days
are the messiest.
The ones that match my heart.
McKenna Pickett
Written by
McKenna Pickett
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   ---, Fawn and Khoisan
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